The white winds will howl, and mountains will crumble
Black smoke, billow up Roof aflame, scorched and black
Hold on. Hold up. Think it over. Talk about it. Wait awhile.
What better form of flattery than imitating you?
It’s mine. I will own it. I will never let it go.
Ranting. Confusing. Precocious. Calligraphy.
O great Love! This world is deep And how much deeper is my love!
Hey, so guess what!
Once I was a bunny A little baby bunny Just the sweetest thing you ever saw.
Tell me something else. Something you’d prefer. I’ll tell you what I think. Words have never hurt.
